Abel was sitting on the bed beside Ikaria. He was running his hand on her head. It's been several hours since she's been sleeping. Abel glanced at her face as her eyes opened.
"Tell the queen," Abel said, looking at the servants who were standing in front of him in a line.
"Ikaria, how are you feeling?"
"Fine," Ikaria said in a low voice, looking at him.
The gate of the room opened, Hilda immediately. She ran towards her and Abel stood up, giving up his place to Hilda. She sat and held Ikaria's hand.
"Are you okay?" Hilda asked, running her hand on Ikaria's head.
A tear fell from Ikaria's eyes.
"What happened...Why are you crying?" Hilda asked.
Abel's ear alerted and looked at her.
"What...Are you crying?" Abel asked, sitting beside Ikaria's legs.
"No…" Ikaria said, wiping her tears. She smiled, looking at Hilda.
Hilda slid the blanket over to her chest and kissed her forehead.
